The Fire

Richard

I was still working on the new music when I got a news report. I read it. It said that rhythm guitarist from Rammstein and rhythm guitarist from Grün und Blau badly injured in car accident. I got up and told them I had to leave.

I was back home and set down my things. I was looking around and I noticed someone was in the house. I heard crying. I walked to Finn and Tillery's old room. I found someone sitting on Finn's old bed. I walked over to them and sat down. I didn't know who it was but I put my arm around them and let them cry on me.

"I feel this is all my fault."

I got up and looked up at the person. "Paul?"

"Richard, I am so sorry for hitting you."

"I forgive you."

I looked closer at him and noticed he had a big bandage from his wrist going up his elbow. I also noticed one one his head. He cried himself to sleep. I picked him up and put him in bed. I was careful not to hurt him.

I called Shields and she told me everything. I felt so bad for him. I laid there and I cuddle him. I heard the door and I untangled myself from him. I answered the door. I found Schneider and Oliver at the door.

"Hey, your back." said Oliver.

"Yes, I am."

"So, how is he?" said Schneider.

"Very sad that I am afraid of a relapse."

At that moment Till and Flake showed up. "How is he?" asked Till.

"I am afraid of a relapse. I was told to clean the bandages. Could you all stay here?"

They said that they would. I got the first aid kit that Paul had kept underneath the bed. I heard that he tried to save our son. I then took the bandage off his head and I wanted to cry. He didn't know I took a class in first aid. I then tried to change the one on his arm. I stopped when I got the bandage off and started to cry. The others heard me.

They saw why I was crying. Flake put a bandage on his arm. He didn't move. I checked to see if he was OK. He was. He was in such a deep sleep. I then realized he had not been sleeping. I told the others to stay with him. I went to see Finnmark.

I found Tillery in the room with him. He saw that I was crying. "Dad, are you OK?"

"I hate seeing your dad in pain and sad. He thinks it is his fault."

"Wrong way driver. I was there. I was called to investigate. Even if Finn wasn't crying and if dad didn't try to calm him down by choosing to speak. Which only distracted him more. He couldn't avoid the wrong way drunk driver."

"Did you tell Paul?"

"Yes, he won't listen."

"How is your brother?"

"So, meny things broken. Then he isn't breathing on his own."

"Keep me updated."

"I will."

I went home to try to help Paul through this. I wasn't sure what to do for him. He was in a bad place.